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Jun. 8th, 2011 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
meimichanThe new store so far is HORRIBLE. They're different and do things differently from my old store, WHICH I WAS EXPECTING. However, I seem to be taken to task by each manager whenever I don't know how to do something or where something is kept and they then go off on a tangent going on in great detail how this is part of my job and I should know this and blah blah fucking blah. I swear to cow I'm going to just give them the phone number of my old store along with my old manager's names and have them call them up and tear them a new one for apparently not knowing how to train their employees or run their store.
In today's extra special bullshit...one of my co-workers hid my timecard. Which nearly made me late looking for it. This was in retaliation because while the entire morning crew was engaging in a spat of verbal abuse/teasing, I apparently asked if he was on crack. So I then got told off by the store manager for that. I told her that EVERYONE was teasing everyone at that time and if she was having that conversation with me, she'd damn well better be having it with everyone else, because all I was doing was trying to fit in with my new coworkers. I guess that's not allowed either. But I apparently deserved to be punished for that by getting my time card hidden, something ELSE I was raked over the coals for earlier this week. I didn't have my time card on Monday, it arrived in the mail Tuesday. I'd been led to believe it would arrive in the mail at my place, not the store, so I didn't know it was there on Tuesday and just wrote myself in on the sign-in sheet. For not psychically divining my timecard was there, I got an in-depth lecture on how we need to clock in and out and make sure we're on time. I. FUCKING. KNOW. THIS. ALREADY. Seriously, after that I was expecting to be told to make sure I wear clean underwear each day and wash my hands after using the bathroom. Just....I didn't know my goddamn card was there or would be arriving there after you guys ever so fucking VAGUELY just told me to watch the mail.
I'm not going to last long at this place if things don't improve DAMN soon. I did end up telling off my direct manager a bit this morning when she started going into her spiel over how I should know x and y and whatever, and she did apologize for it. I mean seriously...do they fucking think I had any fucking day in what I did or did not get trained in over in Middleton? Do I have any fucking say in what I'm supposed to do at my job in Janesville? Grow some fucking brain cells!
In today's extra special bullshit...one of my co-workers hid my timecard. Which nearly made me late looking for it. This was in retaliation because while the entire morning crew was engaging in a spat of verbal abuse/teasing, I apparently asked if he was on crack. So I then got told off by the store manager for that. I told her that EVERYONE was teasing everyone at that time and if she was having that conversation with me, she'd damn well better be having it with everyone else, because all I was doing was trying to fit in with my new coworkers. I guess that's not allowed either. But I apparently deserved to be punished for that by getting my time card hidden, something ELSE I was raked over the coals for earlier this week. I didn't have my time card on Monday, it arrived in the mail Tuesday. I'd been led to believe it would arrive in the mail at my place, not the store, so I didn't know it was there on Tuesday and just wrote myself in on the sign-in sheet. For not psychically divining my timecard was there, I got an in-depth lecture on how we need to clock in and out and make sure we're on time. I. FUCKING. KNOW. THIS. ALREADY. Seriously, after that I was expecting to be told to make sure I wear clean underwear each day and wash my hands after using the bathroom. Just....I didn't know my goddamn card was there or would be arriving there after you guys ever so fucking VAGUELY just told me to watch the mail.
I'm not going to last long at this place if things don't improve DAMN soon. I did end up telling off my direct manager a bit this morning when she started going into her spiel over how I should know x and y and whatever, and she did apologize for it. I mean seriously...do they fucking think I had any fucking day in what I did or did not get trained in over in Middleton? Do I have any fucking say in what I'm supposed to do at my job in Janesville? Grow some fucking brain cells!